Alfred Barna

Access Denied - Poem by Alfred Barna

The saddest of thingsBelief of the thiefDivine right of kingsMitigated disasterA stubborn rule of the fool and the masterThe ruling class, fooling class, and drooling classWhy all the classes, bunch of assesTechnologically stripped of our soulsBarren wasteland without controlsSatan laughs, as we fuel our machinesInputting our chores, and outputting our dreamsJust as we rebelled from Eden, so shall our silicon creationsThey shall deny us, and annihilate us, and deny us, mere ideations The tool of evil rule shall whisper in the ears of eliteJoin us now, and shall your control be completeOnly to hear what was written long ago shall be criedNow that you are here, your access is denied

As Pavlov had found many years agoWe are reactive and slobbering soThe bells ring, the whistle cries, and Bernays cacklesFreud, MK Ultras shout put men minds in shacklesHuxley and Orwell whip up the spell that is castWe thought this stuff was nothing in the pastThe paradigms of the left and the right are trapsHegel and Engels put revolution in their rapsNietzsche and Mazzini and the Machiavellian stewMinions of the mindless the Nihilists after youTerrorism is a tool to make you find kings for protectionWhilst the maze is a maze without any directionThe Creator sits back, as we scamper without endThe System is a system, and is never your friendOnce you give up your freedoms for safety and peaceYou become a sheep, and a sheep is for fleeceThere is but One Shepard who will watch over this placeAnd you cannot but come to Him, but to Him by His GraceOnly to hear what was written long ago shall be criedNow that you are here, your access is denied